Cooking Hot Dogs at the End of the World
A fine piece of bad art by Amanda Dobbs, 4/2/2020 UPDATE 6/3/21 - I am delighted to announce a revised version of the poem that appeared on this page is being published in the literary magazine Alchemy. I will link to the final version once I have it, but I want to respect the publisher and direct people to their site and this work there, since they bothered to publish me. It's a pretty good poem, and I am so flattered they thought so, too. Stay tuned for link! Thanks, Amanda
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Leah
4/2/2020 06:26:11 pm
This. This right here is how we are dealing with it all and damn, I wish I was eating a hot dog with you, but I’m glad to know that sandwiches are the beach are in our future.
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Amanda
4/2/2020 06:59:02 pm
Thanks, pal. I’ll bring the picnic blanket and sunscreen.
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Amands
4/2/2020 06:59:35 pm
Big love, pal. And hot dogs, too.
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Amanda
4/2/2020 10:48:36 pm
Thanks for the kindness, pal. ❤️
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